Graphic by Mark Julien. CW: mentions of suicide, pejorative language Words have power. They can bruise and they can cut. Although you cannot see the scars on my skin they are there. I have been carefully and skillfully cut and the…
Other: The Unheard Voices of QPOC Adoptees
You know what’s always stressed me out? Back in high school, when we had to take standardized tests, there’d always be a preface question about which race you identify as. They’d list the options — African American, Caucasian, Asian, Latino,…
Dear straight boy in my English class,
It’s true I sat down next to you, but you spoke to me first; you asked what shampoo I used. When you missed class, you asked me for my notes. And when I invited you over to review you spent…
The Jeff Griffith Youth Center: A Place of Hope for Homeless Queer Youth
“Kill yourself, dog shit,” the man muttered as he pedaled past me on his bicycle, the wheels creaking as he wobbled away up the street. It was 7 o’clock on a Saturday morning, cold and gloomy, especially for August. I…
